The crowd gasped. The young man didn't look old, yet he was already a Celestial Peak Strong Exponent? They looked him up and down and found that his breath did not reach the Celestial Peak. They couldn't help wondering and looked at Cultivator Hong.
"Are you perhaps wrong? This young man isn't old at all! Does he possess Celestial Peak strength?"
"How can I get it wrong? He saved me last time!" Cultivator Hong smiled. He looked at Duan Ye. "Immortal Friend Duan, do you still remember me? You saved me last time."
Duan Ye listened to their conversation, especially when they formed a circle surrounding him, asked questions and looked him up and down. He couldn't help frown and look at Feng Jiu. That glance made his frown deeper.
Where was Feng Jiu? Did that woman already run away?
